1. |
woah woah
02:06
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woah woah, don't go, you're too slow. oh oh, don't go, no no.
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2. |
sleeping til' death
03:23
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I found the blade I used to cut my thighs with,
I miss your hands, the ones you covered my eyes with,
My cat’s insane, it’s like she’s got no brain,
She’s gonna rub up against the walls and everything,
I remember the arguments we used to sigh to,
I wrote you all this music just for you to cry to,
This life is all we had, it’s now here to remind you,
I know that I’m a mess but I’ll make it up to you
I wrote this letter for you,
Hoping that you’d never read it,
I’m sorry that I assumed,
But please know that I didn’t mean it,
I say the same thing every time,
As long as it rhymes,
I’m so limited at times,
but I hope you understand,
That our memories remain,
That’s what they are, memories,
the memories have sustained
Last time I sat with you right here,
We’d known each other for less than a year,
I felt blessed you were here but
At the same time I felt stressed you were here,
I was a mess, did you hear?
Cos we broke up every day,
I thought that we could work it out,
But there just couldn’t be a way
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3. |
get a job (interlude)
00:58
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4. |
13 is a midlife crisis
01:40
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I asked you again,
But I didn’t actually ask you a thing,
I skipped to the end,
But the other chapters I didn’t read,
I got no time for all these things,
And I don’t care what all of this means,
Because 13 is a midlife crisis for me.
And we were just kids when we
Fucking had kids,
And our kids had some kids,
Now we’re dead,
I know that that’s false but
I’m thinking too far,
Into the future with my head,
Doo doo doo doo,
I got no time for all these things,
And I don’t care what all of this means,
I sleep till it’s over,
But I can’t control what I eventually
See in my dreams
And we were just kids when we
Fucking had kids,
And our kids had some kids,
Now we’re dead,
we were just kids when we
Fucking had kids,
And our kids had some kids,
Now we’re dead.
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5. |
8 months later
04:57
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I asked you long ago,
How long I had to wait,
I waited all like 8 months,
It’s a continuation of the last song,
Cus I asked you questions then,
And I’m asking questions now.
I can’t think much at times,
But I know that I’m allowed,
Yeah I know that I’m allowed.
I left the door unlocked,
Cus I’d hoped you’d come back then,
Maybe you’ll come back home now.
I wish you the best,
I miss you, my friend.
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6. |
if this is how i die
01:34
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If this is how I die,
I promise I'll be fine,
It brought me back last time,
But now I’ve crossed a line,
I hope you won’t forget me,
I’ve tried my best to let be,
I miss those texts you sent me.
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7. |
running
01:43
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I'm running from the sky again,
does anyone wanna be my friend?
I feel immune to it in my own skin,
but I know the immunity is all in my HEAD.
17 days 'til they bring the brigade,
I got a solar flare missile in my own BRAIN,
I've got nothing but love for the people I know,
but because of that love,,, I gotta go.
I haven't been able to feel anything,
I know how to feel,,, but it isn't for me,
I wish I could feel how you feel about me,
but the sky has left me RUNNING.......
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